At last, I summoned the courage to invite a photographer into my studio for a photo session to update my pictures. Admittedly, I've always dreaded having my pictures taken, especially those unflattering mug shots. My mug has never been a poster child for "pretty," with its history of a crooked eye, limp hair, and questionable fashion choices, not to mention those wonky front teeth.
However, there's a recent development—I finally took the plunge and had my misaligned front teeth fixed. Before you jump to conclusions, it's not about vanity or a need for constant validation. Those front teeth were casualties of a less-than-ideal car accident during my teenage years. As luck would have it, my dentist specializes in crafting replacement teeth for professional hockey players, so you could say he's an expert in the field.
With a bit of hesitation (pardon the pun), I decided to bite the bullet and scheduled the appointment. Now, thanks to my dentist's skilful handiwork, my choppers look way better than they used to. And, lo and behold, I'm no longer hesitant to flash a confident smile. A big shout-out to my dentist for giving me a reason to grin—and now, I even have a press-quality photo to showcase the new and improved me.
I am preoccupied by the intuitive journey that paint takes me on with its colour and texture when working with layers that can be revealed through scratching back, rubbing away or lifting, to bring back the history of the previous layers.
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